MY CRUEL PROTECTOR
Theywere glowing with a violet light so intense that theshadows in the cottage seemed to retreat.
Nevan turned, his expression grim. "Switzerland. It’s a neutral ground. A perfect place to hide a global puppet-master."
"It’s more than a base, Nevan," I said, standing up, mylegs slightly shaky. "I saw the blueprints through a leakedmaintenance log. It’s a closed-loop system. They aren'tjust running a network from there; they’re building a 'Master-Sovereign.' A version of me that doesn't have a human body. An AI that will replace the need for anArchitect."